Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.

Monday, November 21, 2011

moon sways

the moon sings to the starsit is sight to beholdthe stars swaying to melodycelestial dance of eternal lovesoaks into my poresmoon is all aloneyet never lonelyspiritual love of the sungives it a glow, a lightwhich does not belong to ityet sun is seeking the moongiving its own lightthey get across to each otherthrough the darknessdispelling it for usthe day in the month sun sulksthe moon hidesyet the stars dance in the euphoria

"my vote goes for youwho looks at the moon and thinks of me.hopefully"

About Me

For someone who teaches mathematics, poetry comes easy. There are so many aspects about myself that are unknown even to me. Poetry is way to explore myself. Where it will lead me, I don't know. I don't want to know. I thrive on the unknown.